The weekend passed in a blur of small, walk-in orders, and by Sunday afternoon, the shop had finally slowed down to a peaceful quiet. The weather had completely cleared up, leaving behind a bright, sunny sky and a gentle breeze that made the dried lavender hanging from our ceiling sway softly.
Hijomi had the day off to take his aunt to the grocery market, so it was just Rehan and me handling the weekend inventory.
"Rehan, paki-baba naman 'yung logbook ng delivery sheets doon sa pinakataas na istante," utos ko habang nakaluhod sa sahig, binibilang ang mga natitirang ceramic pots sa ilalim ng counter. "Masyadong mataas, hindi ko abot."
Without a word, Rehan stepped up behind me. Because of his height, he didn't even need to stretch his arms much to reach the heavy leather-bound logbook. A
